…stolen by Them, they said. They took the child.They always take the best.The youngest. The fairest.The happiest. The innocent. They took the child. Took it to the Sidhe, to the old hawthorn tree by the crossroads. From the cradle of linden and willow, to the cradle of blackthorn, gorse and heather. They took the child.Continue reading “They took the child”
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Remember the stranger
Remember the strangerYou met in the woods,Remember the greenOf the cloak so fine,Remember the stranger,Who came and wentAs softly as comesThe autumn wind. Remember the strangerYou met by the brook,Remember the blueOf the silken threads,Remember the strangerWho came and wentAs swiftly as comesThe springtime rain. Remember the strangerYou met in the glen,Remember the redOf theContinue reading “Remember the stranger”
Oak, broom and meadowsweet
Hear me, Lleu ap Gwydion,Hear me, the all seeing one.Heavy is my heart,For it is heldIn oak, broom and meadowsweet. Comfort me, the golden winged,Comfort me, the broken,Unburden my heart,For it is poisonedBy oak, broom and meadowsweet. Strong are the silken websSharp are the thorns,Holding me hostage.Amber eyes have pierced me,And won’t let me be.Continue reading “Oak, broom and meadowsweet”
Blodeuwedd has moved to Llangollen
Blodeuwedd has moved to Llangollen,And cut her auburn hair short.She walks by the dayNever flying again,Quite happy to beHer own. Blodeuwedd has moved to Llangollen,And watches the Dee rolling by.In her eyes – the flashes of autumn,Her arms still longing for flight. Blodeuwedd is renting a houseWith a garden and flower bedsBlodeuwedd rarely smiles,But deepContinue reading “Blodeuwedd has moved to Llangollen”
Wild honey and thyme
Golden was her hair, pure gold like the flowering broom.White was her skin, whiter than hawthorn flowers on May day.Red were her lips, blood-red like hawthorn berries, and bittersweet was her kiss, like sea-bucktorn honey.Fragrant was her skin, like the first breeze of a newborn spring, full of hope and blossoming love. Simply she dressed,Continue reading “Wild honey and thyme”
Gwydion/ Born of trees
I am a leaf of an ancient tree,The blackthorn’s crownAnd the hawthorn’s wreath.I am the one who was born of trees,I am the one who knows them all. The oak of might, and the gorse of gold,The memory of alder, its roots and leaves,The ivy and vine, with all its fruit,I am the one whoContinue reading “Gwydion/ Born of trees”
The veil
I stand here, on the edge of the world, seeing nothing but the veil of mist, thick as sweet cotton, that my mother bought me once at the county fair. The veil so dense that there’s nothing before me, and all that once was there, behind my back, does not exist. The veil reminds meContinue reading “The veil”
Godspouse/I follow
I follow the trail of cards,trail of thoughts that are no longer mine. I follow it into the void, into nothingness, to find you. I follow the trail of memories, trail of words that echo in my soul. I follow it into the depth, into the darkness, to bring you to life. I follow theContinue reading “Godspouse/I follow”
Beyond the woods
Beyond the woods I will look for you, beyond the woods of memory, pain and regret. Beyond the woods I will search, tirelessly, endlessly, hopelessly. Beyond the woods of doubts, fears and sighs. Beyond the woods I will wander, in the dark, in the mists, in the shadows. Beyond the woods of forgotten tales, songsContinue reading “Beyond the woods”
I looked for you
In the depths I looked for you, and in the forest green. In the valleys of emerald grass, and in the flowering fields. I sang to the trees and the rivers, I crossed sands and marshes, I traversed oceans and glades. I flew over the mountains and hills, I glided on the wings of theContinue reading “I looked for you”
Into the Unknown 